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When I was 13 young and retarded, I was a certified gooner. One day my balls started hurting for a week straight, and I got seriously worried. So of course my dumbass went straight to Google and within minutes, I was convinced I had some horrible disease.
At first I was panicking, but then I had this realization like, “This is the most valuable thing in my body.” So I decided I had to take it seriously and booked a doctor’s appointment.
I show up already nervous, and then I see the doctor… and it’s a foid
. My anxiety instantly doubles. I’m sitting there awkwardly while my MOM(I told her my balls hurt jfl ) is casually explaining, “Yeah, his balls hurt.” I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me
.
The doctor goes, “Alright, let’s take a look,” and in my head I’m like absolutely not. No way. I was already embarrassed, and the thought of this situation just made it worse.
So I panic and go, “Uh can the assistant do it instead?” My mom supported the idea as well. The assistant was a guy. Both of them just pause and look at me, clearly not expecting that request. I’m pretty sure the assistant didn’t wake up that day thinking, “Yeah, today I'm playing with some balls.”
But somehow he just goes along with it. Next thing I know, this guy is checking and jiggling my balls, saying, “Does this hurt?” while I’m just lying there praying for a heart attack to kill me
Fuck I had the chance to let a foid play with my balls and I just air balled it like that jfl
I'm not a fag, every time I remember this story, I just get suicidal
At first I was panicking, but then I had this realization like, “This is the most valuable thing in my body.” So I decided I had to take it seriously and booked a doctor’s appointment.
I show up already nervous, and then I see the doctor… and it’s a foid
The doctor goes, “Alright, let’s take a look,” and in my head I’m like absolutely not. No way. I was already embarrassed, and the thought of this situation just made it worse.
So I panic and go, “Uh can the assistant do it instead?” My mom supported the idea as well. The assistant was a guy. Both of them just pause and look at me, clearly not expecting that request. I’m pretty sure the assistant didn’t wake up that day thinking, “Yeah, today I'm playing with some balls.”
But somehow he just goes along with it. Next thing I know, this guy is checking and jiggling my balls, saying, “Does this hurt?” while I’m just lying there praying for a heart attack to kill me
Fuck I had the chance to let a foid play with my balls and I just air balled it like that jfl
I'm not a fag, every time I remember this story, I just get suicidal





